COMI? 80?GfJ. ?8 THE GAMBLF?'S LEGACY. Wt?zw in death I shall quiet be found, Pray bear my clothes to some l?awnbroker near, Tell him to ie?d you a couple of pound, And mind he don't charge for the ticket too dear. BM him not search too close for gamboge In the breeches, nor nicely examine the But tell him that he may send if' he choose, All he can spare 'hove a two-pound note. Then with the money pray Imy me a co?n, And bury the safe 'neath a table of chan?o? ]?! e'en there my memory may soften e pangs of ill-luck and the want of But should some cruel and opulent Greek Saylie at my state as he stamps o*er my gr?ve, Oh! let some thought of its master bespeak, Your favor for him who was gambling'8 slave. Take, then, these cards, which now are neglected, Alia bury them with me when I*m at rest; lqever! oh never! in cheating detected, ' Though seldom by handes that were pure were the? prest. But should sonm fortunate gambling rover Come here to seek them in frolic and fun, Oh, then around my genius shoji hove , And teach him to spend the cash he has won. HEY* FOR TIlE SAWYElL 7'o fret up a villa? with tackle for tillale, Jack Carter he took to ttm saw; To pluck and to piilaga, the same litrio village, Tim Gordon, he took to the law.
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